Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

Aunt Mei was very satisfied with the effect before her. She looked around at the pale faces and terrified eyes, and a smile that was hard to tell whether it was mockery or satisfaction curled up at the corner of her mouth.

"Now, is there anyone else who wants to leave?" she asked again, her tone calm but carrying more weight than any threat.

No one answered.

Who would dare?

The girl who was thrown into the river is the fate of everyone.

Seeing that no one was resisting anymore, Aunt Mei's expression softened a bit, even taking on a reassuring tone.

"That's right. We're all smart people; we know which choice is the right one."

She paused, then her voice took on that seductive tone again: "Actually, you don't need to be so afraid. The Joyful Union Sect is not some den of dragons or tigers. As long as you are obedient and complete the assessment, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory in the future."

Her words did not put everyone at ease; instead, they deepened their fear.

This so-called "assessment" is meant to make them...

Aunt Mei seemed to see through everyone's thoughts. She chuckled and spoke again, but what she said stunned everyone.

"Of course, we won't stop multiple people from staying together and exchanging ideas so that they can have a comfortable two days."

Her shrewd eyes swept across the crowd, and she added meaningfully, "It all depends on everyone's preference."

Anyone with a brain can guess what that means. Almost everyone knows what's going to happen next.

This also sends a signal that everything that happens on the ship afterward is tacitly approved.

The men reacted the fastest.

After a brief moment of astonishment, many people's eyes lit up with ecstatic joy.

They had some reservations before, but Aunt Mei's words were tantamount to giving them a license.

A commotion slowly began to rise in the crowd.

"Girl, join my team, I promise I'll treat you well!" A short, fat man glanced at Aunt Mei, and seeing that she didn't seem to mind, he grew bolder. He rubbed his hands together and walked towards the woman closest to him with a lewd grin.

The woman was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly, her face as white as paper.

With the first, there is the second and the third.

The men, like wolves smelling blood, began to brazenly approach the group of women opposite them, choosing their "prey."

"This one is good, the skin is fair enough!"

"I like her big breasts!"

"Hey, little beauty, don't hide! I'll take good care of you!"

The entire cabin was in complete chaos. The women's cries and screams mingled with the men's laughter and lewd remarks, creating utter confusion.

Of course, there are also cases where both parties are willing.

A woman giggled and took the man's arm, and then they left together, guided by the disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

Song Qingyin watched this scene with a cold eye. Whether it was a choice made actively or passively, it was her own doing.

She's too busy taking care of herself to save anyone.

However, the most important thing right now is to choose a "partner" to keep her in the dark. As for what to do after returning to the room, whether to knock the person unconscious or deal with them, that's something to worry about later.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of several disciples of the Hehuan Sect. Some of them had already noticed her, so it seemed she had to act quickly.

Just as she was pondering a solution, someone had already set their sights on her.

Several men with ill intentions had already surrounded them.

The leader was a tall, thin man with shifty eyes, the same one who had said he wanted to curry favor with Aunt Mei earlier. His small eyes scoured Song Qing from head to toe, his gaze so slick it was nauseating.

“Young lady, I see you’re all alone, why don’t you come with me?” he said with a smile, revealing a set of yellow teeth. “My name is Liu San, and I’m a big shot in town. If you come with me, I guarantee you’ll live a life of luxury on this boat, and no one will dare to bully you.”

The men behind him also joined in the jeering.

"Yes, yes, if you follow Third Brother, I guarantee you'll live a comfortable life!"

"Girl, don't be ungrateful! It's your good fortune that Third Brother has taken a liking to you!"

Song Qingyin felt a wave of nausea, but feigned weakness and fear, shrinking back slightly. "I...I..."

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'?" Seeing her pitiful appearance, Liu San couldn't resist any longer and reached out to grab her wrist. "Come on, little beauty, let's go get the room!"

A cold glint flashed in Song Qingyin's eyes. The men in front of her had murderous intent in their eyes, and their hands were stained with blood. They probably knew some martial arts, but their footwork was unsteady, suggesting they only had rudimentary skills. She shouldn't have much trouble dealing with them.

Thinking this through, she made up her mind, and her fear deepened.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back, her eyes slowly welling up with tears. She looked around anxiously, as if seeking help.

"Good sister, there's no one on this ship who can help you. The less you struggle, the less you'll suffer." Liu San grinned and reached out to take Song Qingyin's hand.

Just then, she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye.

On the edge of the chaotic crowd, near a corner of the cabin, stood a man alone.

He wore the most ordinary gray cloth clothes, yet his back was exceptionally upright, like a lone pine tree in the snow. The surrounding noise and debauchery seemed irrelevant to him; he had isolated himself in a cold, serene world.

This figure...

Song Qingyin's heart skipped a beat.

A few bolder girls seemed to have noticed him too, and they circled him from a distance, their eyes full of seductive allure, eager to get close, yet none dared to actually come within three feet of him. It was as if an invisible barrier surrounded him, keeping everyone else at bay.

The man seemed to notice her gaze and slowly turned his head.

An unremarkable face came into view. Dark skin, ordinary features—the kind you'd easily blend into a crowd. This face contrasted sharply with his aloof and ethereal demeanor, making him seem completely out of place.

Song Qingyin was taken aback. It wasn't him?

It was in that moment of distraction that Liu San's approach prevented her from immediately avoiding him.

The sticky sensation on her hands made Song Qingyin feel nauseous. She shoved Liu San away, ducked down, and ran like a startled rabbit toward the gray-clad man.

Liu San was pushed off balance by her sudden movement, and she actually managed to break free. In the blink of an eye, she had already run several steps away.

"Hey! You little wench, you don't know what's good for you!" Liu San was humiliated and immediately became furious, so he led his men to chase after them.

"stop!"

"Why are you running away!"

The shouts and curses behind her grew closer, but Song Qingyin ignored them and used all her strength to stumble and rush to that lonely figure.